Chapter 22, the reality is very skinny
Turning his head to look at Mama Gu, who was standing quietly on the side: "Is there anything to eat, I'm dying of hunger." β
Gu Mama Gu Jing glanced at her without waves: "Girl, bear with me for the time being, this dress is just right, and eating will show a small belly."
After the concubine selection is over, you can eat as you like. β
The end of the concubine selection?
Mu Qingqing swallowed her saliva: "When will the selection of concubines start?" β
"If you go back to the girl, the selection of the concubine will only start at dinner." Mama Gu bowed down and replied.
Mu Qingqing black line, choose a concubine at dinner, what do you do digging her up early in the morning?
Don't give food yet?
Are there human rights?
Belch... I'm sorry, human rights or something, in this feudal ancient society... It's me who was naΓ―ve...
Although Mu Qingqing wanted to say that with her current small body, it was difficult to eat a small belly, but looking at the toughness revealed by Mama Gu's respect, she still closed her mouth obediently.
Turning around and letting the girls tinker with her, Mu Qingqing's eyes rolled slightly.
If you don't let me eat it, I'll just stop eating it? Then I have no face.
When the time comes, secretly hide some food, what else can you do to me, hum~
The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.
Until he was pushed into the carriage, Mu Qingqing didn't have time to serve even a piece of pastry.
Silently biting the handkerchief, he watched the huge mansion get smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from his sight.
She could only press her hungry stomach hard, and leaned on the wall of the car without moving.
"Girl, you better sit up, if you are seen by the master, you should be punished." The little girl who was in charge of serving her on the side couldn't help but remind her when she looked like she had no bones.
The little girl didn't care much about Mu Qingqing, but she was unlucky today, and the second-class girls in the young lady's yard all hid out, so she didn't go out to rest.
Only then was she pulled up and waited for this stinky girl who couldn't see the sun tomorrow.
But... The maid sighed, resentment is resentment, since it has been assigned to herself, she has to come if she doesn't want to, and she has to take a good look at this stinky girl, don't get into trouble and affect herself.
Mu Qingqing heard the disgust and warning in her mouth, but for her who was about to escape from the cage tonight, and the sky was high and the birds could fly, she ignored it.
Still maintaining the muddy posture, clinging to the wall of the carriage, he didn't pay attention to the maid who was already so angry that his face was distorted.
In the royal palace, a man dressed in a black costume was walking from the path paved with black jade, his long hair tied up with a jade crown,
His face was still wearing the mask carved with the hideous beast pattern.
The thin and straight body seemed to be wrapped in billowing demonic energy, deep and cold.
It wasn't until he got into the carriage that the cold and cold gradually dissipated.
"Nine Yin." A deep voice of condensation sounded in the carriage.
In the carriage, which was obviously sitting alone, another hoarse male voice suddenly sounded: "Master." β
"Are the Dark Guards back?" There was a chill missing in Gu Jue's deep and magnetic voice.
Jiuyin is still hidden in the shadows: "Back to the master, nine and thirteen are not yet." β
"Huh?" Although the man's voice seemed to come out of his throat, Jiuyin felt a hint of coldness from it.
The body hidden in the dark tightened, and hurriedly reported: "Xiao Jiu found the staff of the second prince when he was investigating the Prime Minister's Mansion, and his subordinates let him continue to stare at it." β